Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path

Down...

2011-08-11T16:07:00.001+10:00

Recently, been really down... I think I am basically travelling from "angry mount" to "dissapointment valley", followed by "demotivated plains" and "emotionless highway". What happened to me!? Where is the bubbly, ever-so-positive, highly-strung and forward-looking GRACE?

Don't ask me what happened, 'cos my "volcano" might probably erupt yet once more.

I have been taught that "you are rewarded for what you sowed"; "treat others the way you want to be treated"; "life is unfair but you will get what is yours"; blah blah blah... Maybe I am just not in the right place at the right time, OR maybe it is just my luck, OR maybe this is my turn of "taking the blow" after life has been treating me with enough sugar and sweets...

NO, this is not the end of the world, NOR the end of my "personal-world", for the end of men is the beginning of GOD. Maybe this is God's speaking to me, turning me from my own strife and struggle to Him.
Yes, it must be!

"Lord, teach me to turn to You in each and every turn in my life. Grant me enough grace to sail through every storm and turmoil. Give me enough of Yourself so that my self can be reduced day by day. Humble me enough to learn that You are my God."

Till then, let me share this hymn I love to take refuge in my "low-time":

There are times in my life
When my heart is embittered.
There are questions unanswered,
Yet, You're drawing me
To enter
Into Your blessed sanctuary
And turning my eyes heavenward,
The questions of constant inquiry
Are changed to these words,

"Whom do I have in heaven
But You, dear Jehovah.
My flesh and my heart
Constantly fail,
But God's still
The strength of my heart and my portion;
To Him forever I'll draw near.
I've made Jehovah my sweet refuge.
So now throughout the years

Turn my view to see You,
How I need to see Jesus!!
Though I don't understand
The ways that You take;
Lord, make me
A babe and suckling always praising.
Enjoying Your worth day by day.
Let each experience constitute me
So Your life I'll display
In every way.

Source: http://www.hymnal.net/hymn.php/ns/287#ixzz1UhIyECoJ

Rejection

2011-08-09T15:38:00.002+10:00

I am not good at handling rejection. I mean, who is? We were born to enjoy acceptance and praises from our parents, and later from our teachers, peers, colleagues, bosses, etc.

I must admit that this post is triggered by a series (at least, to me) of rejections that I get recently. I was not accustom to this. In fact, I realised that it has been a while since I last "endure" a serious rejection. ~~(Between, does rejection from the train station pass card scanning machine, due to insufficient fund in the pass card count?)~~

I remember working as a part-time tele-surveyor when I was a student. The amount of rejections slammed on my face (or ear?) each day were uncountable! Also, the days when I went out door-knocking, preaching gospel. Oh, I tell ya, those rejections were more vivid than the ones done over the phone. Imagine someone slammed the door right on your nose. Worse still, the person whom I was trying to talk to suddenly excused himself, went into the house and came out with a broom or some hellish-looking dog! But hey, I survived, didn't I?

But when it comes to rejections relating to my professional credibility or capability, gosh, I am SO BAD in taking the "bomb landing". The thing is, I take pride in whatever I do and however I did it. I dare not say that I am the best in the field I am in currently, but I can definitely say that I have "something to give" in whatever I am doing.

Then...
I think it sort of dawn at me that perhaps, the "something I can give" might not match others' "something needed". Okay, fine! So, let it be... BUT, I still think that they owe me a clear explanation! At least, one that is more believable! Even though it means "you're not good enough to be here" or "we don't need people like you". Or maybe not...

Anyhow, read an article on the same subject and found this "gem": "Rejection is a 'necessary evil' to which we must all adjust in our own way."

So, maybe this is my answer for now. Whatever the reason for this mega-blow of rejection, it must turn out well on me eventually. It must... ~~(trying to convince myself still)~~

Sharing

2011-05-27T14:17:00.000+10:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vx2u5uUu3DE

This used to be my personal life anthem when I was much younger (not that I am that old now). Well, this song came by during the rebellious years of young age, trying to declare independence and to prove that I am in control of my life.
True enough, I worked hard, strive and struggled along the way...and managed to achieve something out of "my life". But meantime, you probably will not believe how many sleepless nights, sweat, tears, heartaches, etc. involved in the process of "did it my way". So much effort and struggle was put in place that I am not even sure if the "reward" pays off the "capital" I invested in all these years.
This - (I think) is the story for most of us, who are trying to achieve something in life and "live while I'm alive".

As the years went by, with many expected and unexpected experiences washed up my shore, it helps me to realised that there is only so much that we can do to achieve some scrap (or crap) in our lives. With much toil, sweat and tears, we can only achieve and "live" our lives to a certain (limited) extent. I was tired, no, exhausted to try harder in life. It's just too hard...

"Come to Me all who toil and are burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am meek and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light." Matthew 11:28-30

I used to "use" God in favour of my needs, no, "wants" in life; now I am learning to just trust in Him in everything He gives. I used to ask from Him the blessings in life; now I am learning to ask for Him alone. It took me so long to realised that what I really need is non other but God Himself, I am not going to leave Him lightly in my life.

I realised that the real "life" that we lead is not in this limited world; the "did it my way" is really, a hard and toiling way which brings limited and temporary reward; the real "live while I'm alive" is to live in Christ and for Christ.

Hence, just want to share this hymn which rings in my head since early morning today:

Once it was the blessing,
Now it is the Lord;
Once it was the feeling,
Now it is His Word;
Once His gift I wanted,
Now, the Giver own;
Once I sought for healing,
Now Himself alone.

Chorus:
All in all forever,
Only Christ I'll sing;
Everything is in Christ,
And Christ is everything.

Once 'twas painful trying,
Now 'tis perfect trust;
Once a half salvation,
Now the uttermost;
Once 'twas ceaseless holding,
Now He holds me fast;
Once 'twas constant drifting,
Now my anchor's cast.

Once 'twas busy planning,
Now 'tis trustful prayer;
Once 'twas anxious caring,
Now He has the care;
Once 'twas what I wanted,
Now what Jesus says;
Once 'twas constant asking,
Now 'tis ceaseless praise.

Once it was my working,
His it hence shall be;
Once I tried to use Him,
Now He uses me;
Once the pow'r I wanted,
Now the Mighty One;
Once for self I labored,
Now for Him alone.

Once I hoped in Jesus,
Now I know He's mine;
Once my lamps were dying,
Now they brightly shine;
Once for death I waited,
Now His coming hail;
And my hopes are anchored
Safe within the veil.

Source: http://www.hymnal.net/hymn.php/nt/513#ixzz1NWTaDGOH

I'm back!

2011-05-26T13:12:00.000+10:00

It is amazing that though I have left this blog of mine remain unmaintained for more than 5 months and YET there are still visitors reading it. Thanks!~ Appreciate your visits to my blog. =)

I guess, being a mother of 2 certainly takes a toll on my "spare time" to write and express myself in this little space of mine. I believe in "talking it out", or in this case, "writing it out", as a self-help therapy to maintain my sanity as a human being. :)

Well, where to start? I think it is best to give a "snapshot" of some major events that happened between my last post and now.

We went back to Malaysia for a 2+ week holiday during CNY this year. It has been good but a hectic "holiday". Managed to have our favourite KFC (hot and spicy) TWICE, hawker food, restaurant food (not that cheap anymore). But I must say that (maybe) due to the heat and humidity back there, I lost my appetite for the food I longed for while I was here in the Aussie land. Wasted? Maybe...
Bought our first house in Gold Coast! Yay! This house "came to us" by surprise and surprisingly, we made the offer just overnight after only 1 inspection, lol! I guess, this is what people mean by "love at first sight"? =P
Had this back pain bugging me for months since Alethia's birth and recently went for a community check up offered by one of the chiropractic clinic in Gold Coast. I was freaked out when I saw my X-ray film which showed that my spine, despite being straight, is in "S" shape! Omg! The doctor suggested a 3 months "adjustments", but a church friend suggested a "natural exercise" healing path. I think I will try on the natural one first. Somehow, having other people "adjusting" your bones still feels "artificial". You know what I mean?
Met up with one of my long-lost primary schoolmate recently and found out that I don't have many close friends (whom I remained in contact). This fact sort of dawned at me that perhaps I need to do more "regular maintenance" of my friendship with my old pals. OR maybe... I am just not a very friendly person (which my other friend disagree)? Well, I have to admit that I am not the type of person who will walk up to a stranger and strike a conversation that will last for more than a few minutes (yes, that bad!), but I guess I am genuine to the people I befriended with. At least, in my heart, they are ALWAYS my good mates (though I'm not sure they will agree or not...).
Okay, to a more serious matter - I really thank the Lord that I have been reading the Bible (continuously) starting early this year. This started from a realisation and a revelation from the Lord that I have not really read through the Bible, not even once (completely). With more and more natural disaster, man-made disaster (e.g. wars) and some false "prophet" predicting the "end day", it stirkes me hard that indeed, our Lord is coming back soon! I do not want to be unprepared in meeting Him on that day and I certainly do not wish to go through the thousand years of gnashing of teeth, too! So, it dawned on me that I need to DO SOMETHING NOW, and the first thing I think I needed is to be equiped with the word of God! So, let us be watchful and be prepared for His coming back!

Alright, I guess that's it for now. Oh, before I conclude this post, it's the State of Origin season again! Go QLD!~ :p

2010

2011-01-11T16:50:00.000+10:00

It has been the third day of 2011 and here I am, still counting and writing the blessings I had in the pass year – 2010. I know, I should be more efficient in doing this “annual task” but a new born at home plus a 2 year old toddler really left you with no or very little time for yourself to “indulge” in updating your blog.

Looking back at 2010… I guess there are many “first times” and new experiences, coupled with mixed feelings and some excitement.

To ease my writing task, I would just make a list of categorized “field” I would like to highlight for the year.

Major Achievements

1. Successfully secured my first professional job in Aussie land!

2. Managed to travel for approximately 1 hour 20 minutes (one way) to work every day and survived!

3. Passed all assessments, assignments, tests, examinations of the internal Graduate Programme held by my firm. (I tell you, these are not easy task! I would say, much harder than producing a full fledge Transfer Pricing documentation/ advise!)

4. Start learning the Aussie land ~~confusing, misleading, too much to be good~~ Taxation Law.

5. Delivered a lovely baby girl, Alethia Lam Kai Jen. =)

First times

1. Had authentic Aussie “Barbie” – BBQ in a park!

2. Had “reunion dinner” with hubby at a takeaway noodle place.

3. Gave my son a haircut at home. (it was a disaster – I mean, my son’s reactions.)

4. Experienced the four seasons, especially the chilling winter of Aussie land (no fun at all!).

5. Giving someone vocal lesson. *Surprise!*

6. Failed the practical driving test in the Aussie land. =(

7. Travel with my son to Sydney to pay a visit to my sister. (I tell you, travelling with a toddler his age is no easy task!)

8. Signed a rental agreement ~~(and default it)~~.

9. Made Malaysian cuisine at home – trust me, I can be a mini-Malaysian-hawker here. =p

10. Gave hospitality to many saints from outstation and overseas.

11. Lived under one roof with my in-laws for an “amazing” near-two-months.

12. Involved in the famous Melbourne Cup “celebration” with my office mates.

13. Played in a lawn ball game (office function). =)

I believe there are still many items to go into the list, but I guess I would just conclude the year being full of new surprises, excitement and new experiences in a new country where I called home now. It was not easy being a full-time working mother who needs to spend at least 2 ½ hours travelling everyday to take care of the whole household needs, from food preparation, laundry, groceries shopping to cleanliness maintenance. Without my hubby’s help and support, I guess all these can never be done satisfactory. I think, this is what family means – we have to work as one to make things work. =)

All in all, I still miss things and people in Malaysia: I miss my old colleagues, miss my old friends, and miss my beloved Malaysian food, etc. However, I would consider this one year of living in a foreign land (where I called home now) is rewarding! At least, I get to go home at 5pm sharp (unless there is utmost necessity in completing a super urgent, must-be-done job), I get to develop my cooking and baking skills, and most precious of all, I get to spend quality time having a healthy church life and family life.

In life, there is always some “give and take”. Living overseas in a new country has brought me many new life experiences and a better living quality, however, the “price” to pay is to DIY almost everything you can imagine of. So, it is well-said that “life is never fair”, hah!

To draw a conclusion on 2010, this year no doubt is a new milestone in my journey of life, with almost everything being new (good or bad). Throughout this journey, I believe God’s grace and mercy has been abundantly outpoured upon me and everyone around.

With 2011 already started running its time, I just hold one wish – to give myself afresh to Christ and the Church so that this year will be counted in God’s eyes. With the new addition in my small family, I just hope that I have enough strength to get going, enough wisdom to handle every situation and enough courage to face the challenges ahead.

Have a blessed 2011!~

(edited on 3/1/2011)

The birth Account of my Baby Alethia

2010-12-23T16:11:00.000+10:00

I guess I must write this special account of my birth experience of my baby Alethia. Well, just for future "references" and recount of the experience. =)

14 December 2010, night time.
One of my church friend came to our house and chatted for a while. So happen that she is a practicing Chinese Medicine doctor. I told her that I have this aching feelings at my back. She checked my pulse... "I think it should be pretty soon... Maybe within a week."

Oh my! This is one week earlier than my expected date! *Panic attacked*

During the night, the aching sensation intensified. Feeling a bit fishy about the "familiar" feelings, I got up and start checking my hospital bag, pop in whatever stuff that is missing, make sure that the house is in order and essential "equipments" are all lined up in obvious places so that my mother (who is not staying with us) knows where my stuff is, packed up some cup cakes mom made, and call the hospital for consultation.

By10pm, there is already a show! OMG OMG!! I must wake my hubby up! But he was too tired from a late night duty the day earlier... =.='''
So, I called the hospital again...
"Do you experience contraction?"
"Yes."
"How frequent does it happen?"
"Every 5 minutes, I guess."
"Okay, you have 2 choices now. You can come here and wait or stay at home and time until the contraction happen every 3 minutes and last for at least 1 minute."
"Okay, I will wait."
"You can take some Panadol if it is too painful. Where is your partner?"
"Err...He is asleep now."
"Wake him up and make him give you some massage at the back. He has a part in your baby."
"Okay. I'll do that. Thanks."

Feeling somehow "satisfied" with the last "exhortment" from the mid wife on the line, I woke the hubby up and told him exactly what the mid wife said. He felt obliged and start massaging sheepishly. =.=

At midnight, contractions grew more intense. But it has not reach the "3 minute interval, 1 minute long" stage. So, I waited...

Suddenly, I was hungry. Went to the kitchen and made myself a cup of Milo (yes, Australia has cheap and nice Milo). Satisfied. Continue to endure the contractions.

At 2am, the contraction reached the "3 minute interval, 1 minute long" stage. Woke hubby up again (yes, he fell asleep shortly after the performing his "obligation"), and woke my mom up to take care of Shawn. Hubby brought all the stuff into the car (I can't move as smooth and fast as I can by now), and we depart for the hospital (which is at least 20 minutes away).

15 December 2010, early in the morning.
In the hospital. I was put on a wheel chair as I can't really walk by then. Mid wife came and push me to the labour room.

Hmm...It was quite a spacious room with good view, a CD player, a comfy couch, big bathroom and most importantly, very comfy bed!~ =D
Lie down for a while, mid wife came in to get some blood sample and leave a needle point for later use.

4am, mid wife came in and asked me to go for a warm bath to sooth the pain. So I went. Ooo...I tell you, it was the best warm bath I ever had in my whole life. =)

5am, finished bathing. Came out with new robe, feeling refresh and happy. Yes!

6am, mid wife came in with a new mid wife, for it is the end of the mid-night shift. So, my official mid wife is Donna. She has a very friendly smile and a warm complexion. Feeling assured, we continue with the contraction episode.

8am, mid wife checked on me. 2-4cm dilated. She told us, basically we need another 6-8 hours. OMG!!!

Continue with the contraction episode.

10am. Took another warm water bath. Hmm... Feeling really good!~
11am. Walked around the room while contractions grew more and more intense.

12 noon. Mid wife said need to break the water to enhance the labour. Contractions grew stronger than ever. I kept saying, "I can't stand it anymore!"
Started taking "laughing gas" as the contraction pain cannot be "controlled" by mere breathing technique anymore.

Kept asking for epidural but mid wife kept talking us out of it. Wonder why?

12.30pm, Donna went for her lunch. Another mid wife came in to fill up the "gap". Asked for epidural again, hoping she would escalate the request up to doctors (yes, doctor's approval is needed as I am on "try on scar"). Mid wife push the request away again. Wonder why? But she did suggest injection, if really needed.
I contemplated.

1pm, Donna came back after a quick lunch.
Donna explained that it was too late to get an epidural and that was the reason why she didn't let us go ahead with it. Ah... So, that's why she kept pushing the question away.
So then, I was left with no other option except "laughing gas". Great!
Thank God that Donna keep assured us that everything will be fine with even just "laughing gas".

2pm, extremely strong urge came to push. Okay, so that's it!
PUSH!!!!! I forgot how long and how many times I did the pushing. All I can remember is it was extremely PAINFUL!!! I even thought I was going to die at one point!

Sometime after the pushing start, another mid wife came in to check on baby's heart beat and cheer on the pushing. Funny that I use the word "cheer". But I think that was what she was doing, yes, cheer!
Towards the last moment, everyone was saying "Push! one more push! Just one more BIG PUSH!" "Baby is a bit distress now, keep pushing!"
What? Baby distress?
Okay, heck it - just PUSH as hard as I can!
"Waa..." Hey! baby is here!
OMG OMG... it is done! Baby is good. All is good.
Holding my baby, I don't know what to feel. The hubby kept saying "you did a good job! A very good job!"
Joy overwhelmed! Mid wife was very pleased. Everyone in the room was delighted!

So, that's the end of my LONG delivery story. Hope you enjoy it.
One thing for sure, I'm extremely proud of myself surviving the most painful ordeal with just the laughing gas. (Psst, even the doctor praised me for that! *wink*)

Panic?

2010-11-24T13:12:00.002+10:00

In less than one month, I will be carrying my little baby girl. This statement should bring some chill down my spine at this moment. But strangely, I am just as calm as though nothing big is going to happen. I have to admit, I have not fully packed my “hospital bag” and have not done what I should have at home.

What am I suppose to do now???

Maybe it is a good idea to list down my “tasks” to be completed ASAP:

1. Organise my workplace and bring stuff home

2. Complete unfinished work for smooth handover (who to? Only God knows.)

3. Clean up fridge for more storage area

4. Call up Avent to check for spare parts for my BP

5. Set up and clean up baby equipments

6. Organise wardrobe for the little one

7. Get a new stroller

8. Stock up food at home

9. Re-arrange book shelf (just can’t stand it!)

10. Buy a new bed (comfy…)

Wow! Looks like there are plenty of things to be done here. I shall do it one at a time and hopefully everything will fall into place when THE time comes. ^^

Between, went for a mini-shopping yesterday to get prezzie for Christmas party this Friday. I “accidentally” discovered some cheap art and craft “supply” sold at my now-favourite departmental store. Wowhee! Made some nice cards on the day itself and feels so proud of my artwork. Photos? Will post up some soon. =)

Is this even surprising?

2010-11-12T14:00:00.000+10:00

Read an article posted by some friends of mine in FB. The title being: Singapore Seen Overtaking Malaysia 45 Years After Lee's Tears

http://www.bloomberg.com/news/2010-11-10/singapore-seen-overtaking-malaysia-45-years-after-split-left-lee-in-tears.html

Honestly, I am not even surprised reading just the title, not to mention the whole passage of the article. It is like an unspoken secret in the region that the 2 countries has been competing each other in a “love-hate relationship” since the “separation” 45 years ago.

Compared to a resource rich Malaysia, I would say that Singapore has the least advantage in its natural resources as well as human resources. However, the persistence and “long-sighted” planning of the unbiased government managed to drive the “going downhill” nation into an outstanding state! Reason?

“Malaysia runs the marathon like a 100 meter event, so you see the initial spurt but not continuous progress in the race.”

Yes, we do have the 101 story tower, with no substance. We have Multimedia Corridor which only some Malaysian know of, we have superb national produced car, which sales and profit margin is forever going downhill, we have the tallest flag pole (can someone tell me what is the use of it?), etc. But really, have all these contribute to our economy in a long run? I seriously doubt that.

Our leaders are so busy dealing with “social problems”, debating over “rights” of some “special group of people”, arresting unnecessary “politically influenced” figure, etc. that they overlooked that big picture of the well-being of the national wealth. Have they forgotten about the basic needs of their people and the national growth they promised?

“Singapore will overtake Malaysia because its focus is just on economic growth,” Mahathir, Malaysia’s prime minister from 1981 to 2003, said in an e-mailed response to questions. “There is no social restructuring goal such as fair distribution of wealth between races as we have in Malaysia.”

Can someone tell me exactly how “fair” is the distribution in Malaysia? In economics, one reaps what has been sowed. I have never heard of any government would “intervene” some “reaping produced” harvested by one party by “distributing” it to others simply because of the colour of their skin or the “in-born” rights of certain group of people. Is this what they call “fair”?

Singapore was kicked out of the union partly because Lee opposed Malaysia’s affirmative-action policy, which provides special rights to the ethnic Malay majority. While Malaysian Prime Minister Najib Razak has pledged to roll back key policies of ethnic favoritism, he told UMNO’s 61st General Assembly last month that the “social contract” that gives benefits to the Malays cannot be repealed.

So, tell me – which statement should we believe in? Or simply put, which statement is true?

I tell you what I felt as a young adult (with not much social experience), as long as the leaders of the country does not put a full stop on racial propaganda and sentiment, there is no way Malaysia will progress as a fair and developed country. The under-current of vague “promises” echoed by louder racial and rights “confrontation” has put more damage than benefit to the country.

“Malaysia has to ask itself why its investment rates are so low,” said Vikram Nehru, World Bank regional chief economist for East Asia and the Pacific. “There are questions about availability of labor, entry and exit barriers, and underlying concerns about policy executions.”

Tell me, where are all the brilliant Malaysians? Don’t we have more human resources than our tiny neighbour?

Fact is, most of the outstanding Malaysians have opted to leave the country to places where they can further develop their talent. Why? Apparently, from some of the feedback I received from renowned Malaysian professionals, their “road back to the country” is judged not solely based their expertise, but also their surname/ skin colour. This is what I called the “underlying problem” of the nation.

Najib is also taking steps to bolster the talent base, including plans for a teaching hospital with courses by Baltimore-based Johns Hopkins University and a new corporation tasked with luring back skilled Malaysians from overseas.

Now, try to convince me again that these are unbiased plan that is running in this man’s mind.

What a bliss!~

2010-11-01T15:01:00.002+10:00

Finally, this day has come!~

Do not get me wrong, I am not against them nor am I in enmity with them. Who are they? My dear in-laws.

They came here and stayed for 7 weeks. Well, it is not even 1/6 of a year and yet I felt so hopelessly “trapped” in my own home. Perhaps differences in living environment and background, education level and interest causes the big rift during their stay. Do not get me wrong, nothing unpleasant happen. I mean “really happen”. Just some uneasy and unhappy feelings coupled with some murmurings, complaints and disgruntle on my side.

Let’s see, since they come, one of my stove is broken, stockings (I didn’t count) with holes were found (no proper washing method used), clothes has mysterious colour dye, burnt table cloth, burnt chopping board (IKEA plastic chopping board), dirty dishes, stained refrigerator, etc. But well, at least my car get some wash, my boy’s toys were kept (most of the time), clothes get washed (though at times in non-desirable condition), meals were cooked (though not to my taste), etc.

All in all, I am just relieved that I have my house and home back. I was working, in small scale, yesterday to clean up my house. I must admit, I am not exactly fit to do most of the heavy chores but well, might as well get them done before my “BIG” day comes, right? So, I shall persevere and continue with the “good works” for weeks to come. *grin*

Wish me luck!~

Pink Ribbon Day

2010-10-24T19:24:00.000+10:00

I have never paid much attention to the International pink ribbon month, week or day back in my homeland. I couldn’t blame the bad publicity or lack of awareness from the public. But on the other hand, I must say the effort put into “pushing” for the general awareness and consciousness is very much lacked there.

Why do I say so?

To be honest, I have not notice much about the Brest Cancer month, week or day in this new country as well. But the big billboards, first page cover in “free distribution” papers plus the charity sales of merchandise along my usual route to work this morning helped to ring a bell in me. As a result? I bought a bling bling pink ribbon brooch for $10, in the name of support!~ =)

I am not telling you this entire story just to mention about what I bought (out of this week’s tight budget). The message I want to send is simply – most of the people (including me) are not aware of whatever special “month” or “week” or “day” that some group of people care (probably for half of their life). All we need is simply some “reminder” and the “convenience” in contributing to the overall awareness effort. Having my PA walked up to me this morning selling merchandise worked for me! I don’t have to go high and low to search for an “avenue” to “help” in case I do “aware” of the campaign. See? This is what I call effective marketing!~ =)

Okay, crap aside. All I wanted to say here is – I feel good giving something for a good cause (plus the fact that it is tax deductible! =p).

How about me?

2010-10-19T15:42:00.000+10:00

I can’t believe what I have gotten myself into. I am going through series of “serious” (trust me, they are truly serious and heavy) training academic, with take home assessments, online test, written test, etc. involved since I started working here.

I like the learning part of it. Well, at least I have a better understanding of the jargons used by my colleagues, complicated concepts mentioned casually in conversations, technical discussions with clients and not forgetting pretend to be well verse in provisions and exceptions and whatever treatment under the Australian sun.

While I like to continuously learning and improving, especially in things which will ultimately benefit my career path, more often than not I find that I’m trapped in all these “process of learning”. Try to imagine this, people who are sitting in the trainings and numerous “tests” with me are mostly singles, fresh from universities, have nothing else to do except completing work tasks and go home, eat, sleep and be merry. While I, on the contrary, have to take care of a household, serve in church, take care of my own welfare (because no one else will if I don’t), etc.

Sometimes, towards late night on Sundays, I wonder what have I done to myself for that whole week. Most of the time, I was caring for others, putting their welfare first, attend to their needs first, fulfilling my obligations first… At the end of the day, I wonder what have I done for myself? I have no time to “entertain” myself, no opportunity to attend to my “luxurious” need, no spare moments for me to spend on myself.

I guess, life is not the same once one is married; and it becomes more complicated when one has a child at home; then it becomes even more complex when one has children to attend to.

We seems to chase after so many things, dreams, goals in life and have too much cares to fill up our days that we forget what is important to ourselves. We keep asking, guessing, thinking of what others want, their expectations, their needs, etc that we forget about our own thoughts, our needs and our own wishes.

Maybe, I just want to share this little poem which I read somewhere from an article online.

"LEISURE"

What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

-WH Davies-

Sleepless night?

2010-10-16T00:10:00.000+10:00

Don't know why, I simply don't feel like sleeping tonight. No, no caffeine involved, and no "urgent" task to be finished. No hectic day and no stressful workload.

Went for a visit to my doctor today to do a simple procedure - biopsy. Wait, I do not mean to freak you out. It was a lump under my skin for 2 years that prompt me for the visit. Well, first of all, I do not think that it is harmful BUT I cannot rule out the chances of it "becoming" harmful, right? Secondly, it is always good to check things out to clear one's mind out of some silly questions that pop up now and then. Thirdly, since it is paid for by the kind Aussie government, so why not check it up? ^^

From the looks of my doctor during our conversation, I think that "thing" should not give me any harm. (I was not too keen in asking straight to my doctor on what she think it is and make myself look stupid in front of her.) But this tinge feeling still remains in me - what if it is harmful? What if it is not what I think it is? What if ...

Well, probably this is the reason my body refuse to go into resting mode tonight. =.='''

*yawn*
I guess this will be just another sleepless night for me... If the reason of my sleepless night is what I think it is, I guess I may need to pick up my result earlier than I plan to, but HOW? Hmm...

No time for all these things - gotta study for a "test" next week - I still cannot believe that I have to go through all these classes + test WITHIN the firm I'm working in. =.=

Chaos...

2010-10-08T15:27:00.002+10:00

I must admit that I have been a bit lazy in writing post in this space. Guess I’m just not in the right mood for this task lately.

However, I guess I should just summarise a little bit of my “recent development” here. Hmm… How to start?

My in-laws were here for 2 months, starting from early September. Followed by my eldest brother in-law and my nephew, who were here for 1 week; as well as my second brother-in-law who is still here and due to return to Malaysian tomorrow. Bouy, I feel so tired by simply writing this statement. Can you imagine so MANY people in a 3 bedroom house?

Gosh, I better not whine on the entire hurrah about the visitors. I guess, I just miss the time when I can wake up to a chirpy morning, making delicious food for the whole family, get ready to work, work, come back from work to warm dinner (and some add-ons from hubby), share some quality time with my boy, read some books, and wind down for the day.

But…but… With SO MANY people at home, visiting, taking holiday, “trying” to help up at my house, I guess those tranquillity is simply luxury. I KNEW that this situation will happen when hubby first told me about the “trip planning”, but I think I wasn’t well prepared for this after all.

Just feel like losing my balance in life.

Now, all I want is for them to return to where they “belong” to and leave me alone. Well, not entirely alone. Maybe, leave me with my own family alone! Thanks for all the “help up” at home, thanks for the “wash up” done, thanks for the “meals” cooked, thanks for everything! BUT I want my life back!

Phew!~

It definitely feels good letting all this out (not that I want to utilise this public space for my rant). Seriously, I have to confess that I had not appreciate my “simple family life” until all these hurrah happens.

Let’s just hope that there won’t be another such “unfortunate” incident happens again to my simple yet happy little family in future.

Spring Time Contemplation

2010-09-20T09:41:00.002+10:00

Time flies. It is already 2 weeks into spring time. Thought it would be a more pleasant season with new plants sprouting, flowers blooming, warmer and sunnier weather and all.

Instead, it was raining and is still drizzling out there since yesterday. The gloomy sky just doesn’t fit a delightful weekend and a new working week!

The only good thing that happened this morning was that I manage to catch an earlier train (which I usually failed on a Monday morning). However, sitting across a smelly man, with a long pony tail, slept like a hog and talk like a mafia wasn’t that pleasant at all!

As I stepped out of the “long haul” train, brrr… It was freezing! Is this really spring? Maybe I should get something warm to drink, I contemplated.

I always wanted to get an “environmentally friendly” coffee mug (though I plan to fill it mostly with hot chocolate) from Starbucks on my way to work. Apart from the fact that I’m “friendly” to the environment by using less paper or plastic cups, Starbucks will give me 40c off every time I buy beverage from their store, nationwide. “Maybe this is the right time to get one…”

And so, I diverted from my usual path to the office, walked into Starbucks, and to my utmost delight, they are offering a new type of “tumbler” which you can change the “decoration paper” display. “Ah hah! Another good reason for me to get a “tumbler” now!”

So, there goes the good start of my work week, on a rainy, gloomy Monday morning!~

As I am writing this post, I have slowly sipped away the signature caramel hot chocolate with cream. Ah… What a bliss!~

Have a happy work week, peeps!

British?

2010-09-06T16:21:00.000+10:00

I have forgotten for exactly how long I departed from the land of UK. Wait, I think it’s almost 5 years! Bouy, that was certainly quite a period of time since I left!

Read an article from The Star newspaper on a columnist I frequent and found out that I actually picked up those British obsessions pretty easily through my fairly short stay there.

http://www.thestar.com.my/columnists/story.asp?file=/2010/9/6/columnists/butthenagain/6969973&sec=butthenagain

Smiling, and sometimes chuckling quietly as I read the article, reflecting myself to those “obsessive” British on their interesting “obsessions”. Well, let’s line up some common British obsessions here, then:

• Weather discussions;

• Tea drinking;

• Strict queuing etiquette;

• Drinking;

• Football; and etc.

Weather Discussions

I find that I have the same “opening line” as those weather-obsessive Brits. Recently, I tried my very best to strike some chats with my colleagues, fellow “train-passenger”, people who share a lift, fellow pedestrians waiting at traffic lights, etc and guess what? You’re right, it always starts with the weather!

Is it a trait learned? Or is that the most convenient conversation to “break the ice”? I have no idea. It’s rather “spontaneous” for me to start with that topic.

The respond? I guess, most people are OK to reply once or twice on the topic but I think, some of them might have thought that I am weird Chinese girl who adopted British obsessions. Ha ha!

Tea Drinking

I am strictly not a tea drinker. However, given a choice, I would rather drink tea and coffee, and preferably herbal tea. =)

Yes, I think I pick up this habit when I was in the UK. My “weekend hosts” are native British and of course, their “staple” drink at home is always tea. I think I should stress that the way Brits drink their tea is very different from Asian. They only have tea (from a tea bag) with fresh milk (either skimmed or semi-skimmed). Strictly no sugar!

I can still remember the local Brits’ expression when my Asian friend ask for sugar when making his tea. Ha ha! They were simply horrified!

Queuing

I think I did not pick this “obsession” from the UK, but somehow “cultivate” this “obsession” myself since young. I mean, don’t you hate people who just doesn’t want to queue up or simply cut the queue?

Queuing up is a basic manners. I hate those people who blatantly cut someone’s line, including on the road queue. People who knows me/ sat in my car surely knows that I would scold, curse, rant at the driver who cut the queue. =p

Drinking

Obviously, drinking is just not “my stuff”. Well, I can drink but I don’t think I enjoy drinking in a pure drinking sessions. It’s rather meaningless to me.

(Well, except for wine, I think.)

Football

I tell ya, though I may not watch every match of EPL, EURO Cup, etc. I remain “loyal” to my club – Liverpool~

Apart from that, I think English football team is simply a disgrace in any world stage tournament (despite their obsessions)!

Before I end the note, I must mention this other obsession which I acquired earlier but was “intensified” during my stay in the UK – Opera/ musical stage!

I must say, there must be so many people who are obsessed with this thing that the London Opera house is running every day, with tickets almost fully booked! I guess, it is not just an obsession but a “heritage” of British!~

Ah… How I miss UK!~

Daffodil Day

2010-09-01T11:08:00.000+10:00

I meant to write this post since last week but couldn’t get a head start at it.

I was Daffodil Day last Friday (27 August 2010). What is Daffodil Day?

“It’s a day for all of us to give hope for a brighter, cancer-free future for ourselves, and for those we love. Daffodil Day merchandise is on sale throughout August, and you can donate to Daffodil Day at anytime.”

(Quote from the official Daffodil Day website)

It happens that the firm I am with is a regular sponsor and participants of the event. Since it was impossible for me to be in Brisbane as early as 7am, I guess giving my support by purchasing bunches of daffodils and a key ring should be good enough to support the good cause.

Now, there are many charity/ causes running in this generous country every now and then. So, what is so special about this day that I gave my full support (by eliminating my once-a-week lunch-out to spend the money on that day)?

It’s simple – I was affected by Cancer as well! Not that I was a patient... but someone close to me was. Perhaps this is why I have no hesitation in giving away for this good cause of saving lives of cancer patients.

Let’s face it, if you have a family, a father, mother, brother or sister, almost one of your family members was affected or is affected by the disease. It used to be a great thing to have been diagnosed with cancer many years ago, but survey shows that one in two people gets cancer in this country where I am staying. Is it not great enough the number for us to do something about it?

Moreover, I kind of like daffodils and their uniqueness!~ Looking at it simply makes you smile. =)

So, Happy Daffodil Day!~

The Spirit of Merdeka

2010-08-31T16:38:00.000+10:00

It is this time again in a year – where Malaysians recollect how our forefathers declare the famous “Merdeka! Merdeka! Merdeka!” 53 years ago.

This is my first year spending this special day abroad in a home away from home. Yet this day never fail to affect me as a Malaysian (still).

I was born a proud Malaysian; only recognise that my mother tongue is somewhat different from the other races. To me, a Malaysian IS a “Malaysian”, no matter what colour you are born in; what language you speak at home; and what belief you hold.

Though I attended Chinese school all my schooling days, surrounded by mainly the same race as I am, and speaking our mother tongue everywhere we go, I would not hold a different opinion on other races’ existence and their contribution to the country. Though there are always some “bad apples” who tainted the credibility of a certain group, I would still not regard that ALL of them in the group the same way as the “bad apples”.

I guess, this is the basic rights as a human and a citizen in a country that everyone is treated equally and no one is be-little because of the colour of their skin, the language they speak and the religion they believe in.

This country is indeed beautiful, in terms of its natural resources, the harmonious lives among the people from different background, the colourful culture we inherited, etc. However, it was so sad that certain selfish, shallow minded leaders in the country try to shoot their name into fame by singing a different tune of racism. What makes this situation even daunting is that even the supposedly “role models” of the society do the same thing in public, leading the younger generations astray from the fundamental beliefs of our forefathers in bringing the country into independence.

Who are these people to deny the rights of others as citizens in their home country? I wonder will they say the same thing if they were born a so-called “minority” in their country? I wonder how would they feel being “denied” in their own homeland, having nowhere else to go or belonged to? I wonder if they truly understand the extreme ideas they are expressing and the effects?

As a Malaysian-Chinese, my homeland is Malaysia. I was born there, grew up there, educated there and contributed to the country. Where else could I call “home” apart from the place I am so familiar with? I have no idea of the living in China, my supposedly “place of origin” nor does China recognise my “ancestral” origin in that land.

Moreover, I would say that most of the so-called “bumiputera” are not the original resident on this land either! Their ancestors are from some foreign land, too! Why not they too trace their “place of origin” and go back there as well?

I do not know when can this “fiasco” end and I do not know if there is still some leaders in the society with some intellectual depths, a brave heart and a broad mind who will speak up and shun all the mindless “propagandas” which made no contribution but harm to the society. All I know is – as long as the situation stays the same, there will be more younger generations (both “majority” and “minority” alike) will leave the country and land their feet in some other places, where they will call “home”. What a shame!

Lastly, wishing Malaysia another independence anniversary with a fairer and more liberated society for all to live and belong to!

If you are interested in what the great-grand daughter of our Father of Malaysia thinks of being a Malaysian, read this:

http://www.facebook.com/#!/note.php?note_id=410801268718&id=688522016&ref=mf

“But Will It Make you Happy?”

2010-08-10T13:18:00.002+10:00

Read a brilliant article entitled “But Will It Make You Happy?” today and couldn’t agree more to what it said. http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/08/business/08consume.html?pagewanted=1&_r=1

The general idea in the article is that people do not obtain happiness out from spending money alone. There are people who are happier living in basic lifestyle, with lesser possessions in their lives.

It is true that money does makes you happy, to some extent. This is because it gives you your life necessities and you are not in need of basic things in life and live under poverty, worrying for the next meal.

HOWEVER, I must say that spending money alone does not bring much lasting happiness. Check with your own experience – how long did you stay excited and happy after buying a new handbag, jacket, car or even a house? Life seems to go back to the same old rhythm after a short period of time and you seem to need to get something new to make you all excited and happy again.

“the one single trait that’s common among every single person who is happy is strong relationships.”

Undeniably, human relationship is crucial to maintain our sanity in this whole wild world. But haven’t you realised that quality time spent with family, friends or even someone special makes you happy even after those experiences has long passed? To me personally, I would savour the moments spent with another person though it may be simple things that we did or common routine done periodically. These are the memories and experiences that will still bring a smile on my face whenever I think of it. For example, I would remember the process in purchasing a watch with my father rather than the exhilaration from the new watch my father bought me years ago.

HOWEVER, I must say that not every individual on this earth has this kind of “sentiment” I enjoy through small but precious moments. Many young people nowadays focus so much on being rich and wealthy that they would miss out the true life experiences that can enrich their being. For instance, most of the Generation Y #1 wish is to be a millionaire by 35 in Malaysia. Who knows what will they do, forgo, and missed in the process of the pursuit of being a millionaire? Will they care for those around them? Or will they simply desire to reach their “unique” goal recklessly?

“Wealth interfered with people’s ability to savour positive emotions and experiences...”

It is strange that most people who are rich materially could not understand and appreciate the positive experiences and emotions relating their lives with others. To them, everything is linked only to money and material riches. Maybe that is why most rich people out there are not happy.

To me, the true wealth in life is to know the meaning of your existence, to treasure what has been given to you by God and to hold on to the blessings even though it may come with trials and tribulations. True happiness in life is to find joy in God, to share your life with others and to cherish others in their lives.

At the end of the day, we must admit that nothing can really satisfy us inwardly no matter what you try to do or obtain – this is simply because we were made to be filled by God, to express God and represent God. Unless you “see” this very meaning of human life, there is no way you are at peace with yourselves and your life.

Personal Assistance?

2010-07-15T10:36:00.002+10:00

Following the departure of our beloved PA, returning to her homeland far, far away, there was a new PA for the corporate tax group, which includes my small team of specialists. This should be her 2nd week in our office serving slightly more than 20 of us.

Throughout my short working life in 3 different firms, served by many other PA’s in the past, I hope I am not jumping into conclusion in my following comments/ rants:

1. She would take ages to sort out some simple things. E.g. 2 days in processing some bills, while my director was chasing for the final bill to send out. *sigh*

2. She would come to you and ask you to fill in some petty information which she can fill it up by herself. (&^@#*$!)

3. She would tell you that she’ll find out the way to do something “today” and it happens that her definition of “today” does not mean the 24 hours that we were living in then... =.=’’’

4. She would send out e-mail to everyone asking for the “$ contribution” we put into an envelope for one of my colleague who is leaving on secondment, stating the $$ is needed to buy the morning tea... *speechless* (I think her e-mail includes the girl who is leaving as well...)

5. She would ask you to print at the colour printer when she’s using the black and white printer for bulk printing, while we have a 2nd black and white printer at the other end of office. *faint*

6. Follow by that, she would suggest you to print at the 2nd colour printer when she is using our one and only colour printer for bulk printing. I mean, where on earth is the 2nd colour printer? @@

7. My air ticket for next Wed is not yet booked and I am darn worry since last week. Can you people tell me, is it me or is there something wrong?

Either my earlier PA was a superwoman who can sort out everything in a short time and make the administration operations of the team runs smoothly, OR she is just sort of incompetent in multi-tasking or multi-learning., OR maybe she didn’t have much experience working in this kind of role in a professional firm environment?

Before drawing a conclusion, I guess I should give her some benefit of doubt and try to be patient and soft spoken (especially the next time I ask her about the ticket booking).

One reminder for self: Never ever think of applying for a job as PA... =p

Social Media, Anyone?

2010-07-08T10:48:00.000+10:00

Read an interesting news article from the free newspaper I get to enjoy before boarding for my hour plus long train journey. I forgot the exact title of the article but it was something on encouraging employers to let their employee go on social media during working hours.

Based on the research done by renowned universities in the States, employer should not refrain employees from engaging themselves in social media during working hours, reason being that employees are able to perform better, with higher efficiency and effectiveness when they are “connected” to their social circle. The study shows that employee’s morale is uplifted when he/ she inetract with his/ her friends. Even a non-work related chat at the water cooler serves the purpose of boosting an employee’s performance.

Hmm... I can’t help but agree 100% on the study. Have you ever feel like a machine working non-stop once you steps into your “cell” in the vast office space? Without human interaction, the day could be none but depressing.

I guess, we human beings are created to interact with other human beings to keep our mind and soul sane enough to lead a better and more fulfilling life. We need someone to “share” our lives, don’t we?

This article led me to my previous working environment, where I have a bunch of close friends whom I can speak my lungs out and laugh my heart out with. Compared to my first job as a fresh grad in another company, the second one came as a more pleasant working experience. I guess, one of the most important factors is that there were someone for me to speak to, chat aimlessly with and not forgetting, cracking jokes and craping stupid stuffs... *Thanks, gals!*

Though we may be seen as “slackers” who stole a few minutes in the midst of crazy deadline to “breathe” at the pantry or at the “drinks-maker” machine, I can tell you, those precious minutes are the factor that keep us sane to continue chasing the insane deadlines.

As for my working environment now...

I guess, cultural differences and mindset differences does have an impact in making “connection” with the people around me. Most often than not, I simply don’t know how to start a conversation with the people around me. But well, a simple “hi”, “how are you, mate?”, “How’s work?” won’t really hurt. But somehow it is kind of frustrating in just managing 2-liners with my colleagues. I guess that is the reason why I am on social media site more often than before (given that my previous employers haven’t read about this wonderful, “life-saving” article).

This again reminds me of the recent tragedy in “foxcon”. In my personal, 2-cent opinion, those workers were simply depressed and lost their meaning of living in that “machine-like” environment, where you don’t talk during work, not knowing who your neighbour is, no interaction after working hours, etc. How could someone live like that? I think, it is better for Foxcon to invent a mega-huge and powerful, fault-free machine than to hire these poor souls and turn them into machines.

All in all, social media is not a bad thins after all, especially for people like me, who misses her old friends back in a land far far away... =)

World Cup Fever?

2010-06-25T14:10:00.003+10:00

“This world cup has turned out like WW2. The French surrendered early, the Italians are in retreat, the USA arrived at the last minute and England is left to fight the f*cking Germans!

I stole this “comment” from one of my mate in FB. Funny it may sound, but every bit of it is undeniably true! Ha ha!

No, I am not a footy craze! And No, I’m not actually having the World Cup fever! It’s just that the reality turned up to be quite a surprise for a “by-stander” like me, who has place her trust and hope in a team which keeps performing poorly in the past World Cup – England! So...No, I don’t want to get involved “too much” this time round.

But ironically, the results from part of the first 16 elimination round has sort of stir my interest in this year’s World Cup, reason being that the favorites are simply not performing and subsequently “kicked out” of the game all together too early! First-timer like Slovakia miraculously made their way through the unlikely circumstances!

I tell ya, the world is changing now! The strong ones may not stay strong forever. The hopeful ones may just disappoint you way too early before the “game” start. I mean, this is not only applicable to the World Cup, but to the world situations now.

Take for example, the recent Labour party “coup” that “swept” Aussie’s Mr President from his seat overnight. Though many smelled the “storm” coming its way but bouy! The change is simply way too swift! He didn’t even have a chance to represent the country in G20 just one day apart, and he simply can’t have the “last word” in the last parliamentary meeting before the long winter holiday and before election. I mean - what a disgraced!

Now, let’s take a broader view – the US. Came across this article from BBC this morning:

Geithner says US can 'no longer drive global growth'
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/10406463.stm

Why am I not surprise? I am not sure. But this statement certainly didn’t come from vanity. We do “sense” and “see” this coming. Look at the financial crisis in Europe – has US played any “say” in it? No. The messy war in the Middle East – does US actually has the “power” to control it? No. To me, the signs of weakness are totally in line with prophesy in the Bible – that a strong power will arise, not from the US, but the Europe.

Let’s wait and see...

All in all, maybe I should start supporting my English team this coming crucial “war” against the Germans! Be it a euphoric experience or the same old disappointment, I’ll be there!

Go England! Go England!

Wishful Thoughts

2010-06-23T16:38:00.003+10:00

It is raining for the first time since winter kicked in. Maybe my wishful thoughts are answered again...

Now, besides the green leaves and pines on the landscape, everything seem perfect for a winter mood – gloomy day, grey sky, chill-to-the-brim wind in a silent city. Everything seem to go on a slow-motion pace, with pedestrian walking mechanically (too cold to walk fast); and cars going at a slower pace (slippery roads). The usual cherry and sunny air seems to become heavy and dark.

Bouy! Maybe too much of a wishful thinking is not a good thing after all. The surrounding that I thought is suitable for the season now is, honestly, not a pleasant one. In fact, it is so depressing that one does not feel like doing anything at all.

Ahh...How I wish that the wintertime in this Sunshine State can goes back to be sunny and cheery mood again!~

Symphony of the Seasons

2010-06-21T13:55:00.005+10:00

It is weird when there is sun shining bright and warm in the midst of the “supposedly” chilly and gloomy winter time. Winter should be a time of quiet, slow, peaceful time where holiday seasons come and children singing psalm. It should be a time of reflection, winding down and closing up a year of history...

But well, my “perfect” winter imaginaries might never happen in this down-under land, where sun shines throughout the year and no snow falling in a hundred years. Maybe people here deserve a better version of winter time whereby sun is shining, sky is blue and wind is chilling.

Personally, I very much enjoy the serendipidity of autumn when the leaves fall, sky turned grey and everything turned brown. What a surreal sight!

Likewise, there is no such autumn in the land of down-under, either. No browning trees, no falling leaves and no greyish sky. I guess, except for the chilly wind, everything stays the same as summer time. To me, this is simply wrong!

I guess... maybe the stages of life does reflects the seasons of a year – with spring being the early years, summer during the teen years, autumn in the matured years and winter, the golden years.

I used to thrill for the flowers blooming, grass greening and animals hopping in the happy, lively spring time. As years goes by, the happy days turned into even happier years, with friends shinning like the scorching sun, dream for future bright as the blue sky, a heart as big as the ocean wide!

As reality kicks into a young person, starting his first step in the society, it seems that the shinning sun, the blue blue sky and the vast ocean has shrink into the browning leaves, the “balding” trees, the greyish sky and the chilly wind. Slowly, but definitely steadily, life steals away the bright sight of everything around into something commonly known as “melancholy majestic”.

I guess, right now my life has turned from a cross roads to a one-way street; from a vast ocean into a stream of river; from a whole wide world into a small garden with falling leaves; from the bright, blue sky into the greyish one. You asked me, what is wrong? I don’t know. Maybe this is what we called life process?

Likewise, someday when time comes, maybe snow will have a majestic show. With dancing snowflakes that carpeted the earth with a layer of pure white, I hope I am ready to welcome the years of perfect peace...

Oh Sh*t! Is this going to be true?

2010-06-17T10:34:00.003+10:00

At last, my silent prayer for “foul-free” public conversations is answered! Wondering what I am talking about? Read this piece of interesting news and I will tell you:

Queensland police win new powers to fine for public nuisance offences
http://www.news.com.au/national/queensland-police-win-new-powers-to-fine-for-public-nuisance-offences/story-e6frfkvr-1225880162115

Can you imagine, if the law actually takes effect, many Queenslander will have to look around before saying the “F” word, “S” word, “B” word in public, lest they will be fined $100, as these actions are classified as public nuisance.

I am not sure about the majority Queenslander, but I was more than elated over the news! Why? Simply 2 reasons:

1. There will certainly be less “pollution” caused by foul language in public; and

2. Queensland may earn more income and that is good news for someone staying in this Sunshine State!~

However, I must admit that sometimes, Australians simply awed me with their “creativity” in the way they handle everyday stuffs. No doubt, the intention to give police such authority are good and I would say, a very effective way in handling the petty, non-criminal public “crime”. But fined over foul language used? WOW! I must say, even the “fine” country - the S country hasn’t come out with this idea in raising public funds.

Hah! Just want to share this interesting bit of Queensland news to you guys.

Shame to the Food Haven!

2010-06-11T13:25:00.002+10:00

Was reading an online reporting from a popular newspaper back in my homeland and was totally disgusted with the facts being reported.

“Outlet Caught Re0using Straws”
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2010/6/11/nation/6445011&sec=nation

I was long aware of this practice in certain eatery places when I was still staying and studying in that famous island, a.k.a. food haven. However, never did I think that this practice has become so common in the place where the best foods are served!

Can you imagine sipping your drinks from a pre-used straw? Eeuukkksss!!

Some are “better” – they cut the tip of the straw and re-use it. Well, that is exactly how I discovered the re-used straw back then anyway. But still...the thought of using someone else’s’ straw is simply unbearable!

How much does it cost to buy drinking straws in bulk? RM1 for each straw? Seriously, I cannot understand the “cost-cutting” gestures of these eatery places’ owners/ operators. Don’t they have a slightest common sense of hygiene?

Likewise, there is another disgusting practice I know of, with gratitude to my late father, that the ice used in eatery places are made with tap water! I do not know if you have seen any water filter used after 2 weeks in Malaysia, but let me tell you what I had observed so far – they are BLACK in colour. Yes, COAL-LIKE BLACK!

Do you then think, will the ice-cube/ ice-block makers use filtered water or change their water filter every 2 weeks? Dream on!

Hence, I always avoid having iced drinks in any eatery place in Malaysia (unless cravings kick in la). I guess, maybe this problem won’t exist in high class restaurant. Hmm... *fingers crossed*

Anyhow, I do appreciate the efforts done by the Penang Municipal Council in taking actions on those unethical operators of eatery places. Keep up the good works! Last but not least, I hope that other states’ municipal council will start to look into this matter and, most importantly, TAKE ACTION!

Happy eating, everyone!~